User blog comment:Rawfan56/The Otter Tribes/@comment-3474228-20110513203938

Vaheenra stumbles up, almost bumping Lotus into her table. Regaining his composure, he dusts himself off. "Aye, marm, uh...Abbess...your Highness...I sure did 'ave a dream. This Martin, aye, he spoke of some sorta...danger, methinks."